Heavens To Betsey
I had brunch with my brother this afternoon, and we discussed that crazy shit from last night’s Sox/Yankees game. I mean, what the fuck?
In the top of the fourth inning, with runners on second and third on nobody out, Martinez threw a pitch that, seemingly headed toward Garcia’s helmet, hit Garcia in the back as he tried to duck out of the way. Garcia had some words for Martinez, suggesting the inside pitch was intentional. Home plate umpire Alfonso Marquez warned both benches.
When Ramirez took exception to a Clemens pitch in the bottom of the inning, both benches cleared, and off to the side of the usual pushing and shoving, Zimmer and Martinez were involved in their own fracas near the Red Sox dugout. The grandfatherly Zimmer, nicknamed Popeye, went straight at Martinez, motioning as if attempting to make physical contact. Martinez pushed Zimmer aside and to the ground.
